February 26, 2015

Hear ye, hear ye. I readily admit that I do not like this video (at all), but seeing as I would like to have a non-vlog video go live every other Thursday, I didn't want to post nothing this week. So, there you have it: an extremely cringeworthy Q & A video for you, where I answer your questions like:

- What instrument would I love to play?
- What song describes my childhood?
- What's the most disgusting thing I've ever eaten?

February 21, 2015

I say "surprise" because:
a) you didn't know about it
b) I didn't know about it until the end of last week.

This past Tuesday and Wednesday, I was flown out to a movie set in Atlanta, GA to meet with some of the cast, the writer, and the director of a film in the making, 90 Minutes in Heaven, the true story of Don Piper and his death experience. During one of our production meetings at work, a colleague passed me a printed email from one of the crew and told me that if I wanted to go, I could. So I did, and I vlogged as much of it as possible. Bear in mind that I am not yet used to public vlogging, so a lot of this mayyyyy be awkward.

This is just a video blog, but I'll have some official "reporting" on 90 Minutes down the road. Enjoy!

February 16, 2015

Yesternight (Valentine's Day) was one of the best nights of my life. Amelia and I went to see Joshua Radin in concert, and it. was. amazing. By far the best concert I've ever been to. He seems to be surprisingly less famous than other people, but he's wonderful. Radin has a voice that stirs my soul, and is so soothing and calming, and well... you'll see. I've included lots of clips from the show in this week's vlog. :) Enjoy!

February 6, 2015

Last Sunday, I decided to watch a new addition to the Netflix queue that I had seen advertised quite a while ago and then heard nothing of, Chef. Going in, I knew naught about this movie except that it was a food movie, so I didn't have any pre-conceived notions, despite the fact that food movies happen to be one of my favorite film genres.

First things first, though: Don't watch this movie when you're hungry, warns the trailer, and necessarily. By the time it was over, I was craving a cubano sandwich and a stuffed baked potato, the latter of which I promptly set about making and didn't finish until around 3 a.m. #dedication right? (Actually, I had slept all day because I was sick after church, so I thought I might as well do something "productive" when I found myself wiiiiide awake in the wee hours of the morning.)

January 29, 2015

Last Sunday evening after Mass, I made the snap decision to catch the late show of Clint Eastwood's American Sniper, the true story of Chris Kyle, a U.S. Navy SEAL and the most lethal sniper in U.S. military history. He is called a legend. His job was to combat evil. He has over 160 confirmed enemy kills to his name and had served four tours in Iraq. At one time, he was the most wanted man in the Middle East. It was difficult work, what he did, but it's what needs to be done at times, and no one did it better than Chris Kyle.

Based on Kyle's autobiography, American Sniper opens on a city devastated by the Iraq war, a place that has become the temporary home of American troops, and Kyle (Bradley Cooper) far from home, behind the sight of his sandy-colored Mk 12 Special Purpose Rifle with a pocket-sized New Testament by his side.

January 27, 2015

The group with whom I went to the March for Life this year had an extra day to wander and explore the city. This is the first time I've had so much extra time on my hands, and I was surprise how quickly it went by. A handful of us left our hotel around 10:30 a.m. after savoring the softness of the establishment's furniture and the warmness of the beverages, and made our way to our nation's capital via the metro. I had been to the Capitol once before, but that was years ago, I was younger and mostly uninterested in the history, but this time the dozen of us took advantage of a tour given by an assistant of Congressman Tim Walburg.

Our Capitol is a stunningly beautiful building, and it's full of little artistic secrets that I never would've noticed or imagined.

January 23, 2015

Our journey began on the freezing night of 21 Jan. That sounds a bit like the beginning of a horror story, doesn’t it? Really, it isn't.

I met Erin, my traveling companion (and at this point the only person I knew that I knew on the same bus as I) at the park-n-ride from where we would begin out trip to Washington D.C., and piled all of our things into the huge busses. Soon we were rumbling down the highway towards our nation’s capital, and since I’m really an old woman, I was already becoming drowsy after work in the morning and the excitement of last-minute errands and packing. So my pal Erin and I became engrossed in word searches for about an hour, until we found chair-dancing to Gang of Rhythm and Shut Up and Dance with Me much more exciting.